Conversations ft. Dn Keem

Sometimes you just gotta have them talks with a bro You can't tell your bro the truth, and y'all not bros

Get off y'all ass, what you doing? Big bag, what I'm pursuing? My shit here like Metro Booming, good gas, I stop consuming

I'm high off life, ain't doing no shroomin If you reach for these chains, then you lose your brain, since you wanna act clueless

Chop a kit to spread, then sweep this shit up just like we brooming Kick a bitch out, ain't doing no spooning

My brothers finna graduate, tell them I'm proud, knew they could do it Can't fall out, bought nothing foolish

I know this life shit get confusing, but with my brothers, we can make it through it So let's run it up, let's get to it

We could be here since I did some moving Told my brother, when you at the bottom, only way is up

If it's up, then it's stuck, ain't no gang that can fuck with us If a nigga run up in her, I'll let this Drakey bust

Huh, niggas play with us, we gon' wash it down for real I know niggas play with us, cause we lay shit underground for real

Hell yeah, I keep my steel, got a gun, you only see how I rack her, it's real And baby, I'm just keeping it real, so after I fuck, hell yeah, I'ma dip